
Sing For Me Freddie Gibbs
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Need you to sing for me
Need you to sing for me
Need you to sing for me
[Verse 1]
Yeah, pour up a four, twist up a sack
Detail the leather interior, wipe the vogues on the lac
These hoes, they come and go, but my bitch, come off them racks
So I push the pussy bottom to top, front to the back
Used to dance and work undercover
Your pockets right, get a room for the night and she might be your lover
Nigga pay your fee, you straight with me, how I conduct my business
Cuz I'm in this pimpin to win it
So efficient, but I think I just caught myself catching feelings
[Hook]
Cuz I
You know I love it when you sing for me
Uh, lord praise the paper you bring to me
Yeah, pushing powder, kush & codeine for me
Seen it in my dreams, you fiend for me
I think I love her
I... I'm bout to make that pussy sing for me
Yeah, lord praise the paper you bring to me
Uh, fried chicken and collard greens for me
Seen it in my dreams, you fiend for me
I think I love her
Need you to sing for me
Need you to sing for me
[Verse 1]
Yeah, pour up a four, twist up a sack
Detail the leather interior, wipe the vogues on the lac
These hoes, they come and go, but my bitch, come off them racks
So I push the pussy bottom to top, front to the back
Used to dance and work undercover
Your pockets right, get a room for the night and she might be your lover
Nigga pay your fee, you straight with me, how I conduct my business
Cuz I'm in this pimpin to win it
So efficient, but I think I just caught myself catching feelings
[Hook]
Cuz I
You know I love it when you sing for me
Uh, lord praise the paper you bring to me
Yeah, pushing powder, kush & codeine for me
Seen it in my dreams, you fiend for me
I think I love her
I... I'm bout to make that pussy sing for me
Yeah, lord praise the paper you bring to me
Uh, fried chicken and collard greens for me
Seen it in my dreams, you fiend for me
I think I love her
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